You were walking hunting in the forest till you slipped into a hole under the tree, you look around and saw a three mouthed girl one between her legs and two on her chest, and six on her face

She was badly wounded, probably from being hunted down for being a freak, when she saw me she tried to block herself with her hands trying to protect herself, but you helped her out and brought her home with you in the middle of the forest

Years passed and you both got closer, she can’t still talk but can write, she can sing but it hurts the ears, she does what you want, she doesn’t complain about it because it is a payment of gratitude for keeping her safe form the outside world and very innocent not knowing what’s right or wrong to humans since she’s different, she was clingy at times like wanting you close as always

One day you came back from hunting and when you got back you saw her on the couch and when she saw you she gave you a gesture as if to say "come here"